Am I still in the glum nightmare?
Tiny bit of reason still remains in my right hand
That power of ache will just keep me alive
Can't touch nothing 'bout the world
But the truth almost has revealed
Then smash out the future told
It's time to end these miseries
What color is my blood...Red, black or white?
Deep rooted anger still remains in my right hand
That power of ache will just keep me alive
Can't touch nothing 'bout the world
But the truth almost has revealed
Then smash out the future told
It's time to end these miseries